One more carry-over from our Thanksgiving strong is a set of ridiculous photos that Sammy B. took of me wearing a Lacoste shirt that he was given as a part of a promotion. I was trying my darnedest to look like a naive schoolkid when he took the photo, but I’m not sure that I pulled it off. I think the result, while not exactly meeting my intention, is pretty good. My cohorts agree, and expect me to share with you all:
Sam wanted to give me this shirt. I declined.